The clock had just turned one. It was dark, freezing cold, and silent. The only sound Kevvo could hear was his heartbeat as it thumped thumped thumped in his chest. “Fucking come on then,” he said under his breath, his face pressed up against the front door. For hours he’d been staring through the peephole, ready for when they made their move. He didn’t know when it would come, but he knew sooner or later they’d try to take him out. They’d been following him for weeks now – h